Time to move out. Downtown Abbey: The Grand Finale feels like the end.

Is Dongji Rescue maybe Die Hard in the Pacific War?

Malice would be a better movie for the questions it doesn’t ask.

Celine Song has a whole ‘thing’, and if you like it, you’ll like Materialists.

Somehow, Da Peng has made what might be the world’s first fruit thriller in The Lychee Road.

Thinley Lhamo’s carefully modulated performance is reason enough to check out Nepali director Min Bahadur Bham’s Shambhala.

Only in France could cheese play a crucial role in a coming-of-age film. Case in point: Holy Cow.

If you’re going to crank out formula, mix it right, like Joseph Kosinksi and Brad Pitt do in F1.

Thai supermodels grow durians in the marriage equality thriller The Paradise of Thorns. You read that right.

Organ Child may not be the worst, but it’s surely the stupidest movie of the year so far.

Louis Koo doesn’t exactly break bad in Behind the Shadows but he does leave his cool guy image at the door.

A Samurai in Time is the kind of low-budget DIY filmmaking that reminds you why you like the movies.

It’s as predictable as it gets but Karate Kid: Legends is better than it has a right to be, even with that guy.

Zhang Qi’s neo-western noir-thriller Trapped comes really close to greatness.

Lam Sen and Antonio Tam ask some pretty heady questions about the nature of faith in Valley of the Shadow of Death. Brace.

What’s going on with Feng Xiaogang? We Girls is ludicrous on every level.

A power-trio of young Japanese actors headlines Unreachable and is almost entirely wasted.

Sturdy. Last Breath is sturdy.

All We Imagine as Light is a giant contented sigh of a film.

Who knew we needed a sequel to The Accountant? Evidently Gavin O’Connor and Ben Affleck did.